My name is Peyton Elizabeth Sawyer. I am 7 years old. Last month my Momma died in a car crash. I loved my Mommy. She was a beautiful woman who was taken away from us. Daddy says god needed a new angel so he took my momma. My momma still watches me though, and I can talk to her in the cemetery. I go there with my best friend Brooke. I never go with my Daddy, he is too sad still. He pretends he is ok, but I know he's not. But we get through because we have each other.
Thursday 12th August.
Me and Brooke went to visit my Momma. I told her how much I miss her. I also told her that Brooke and I had a sleepover, we had popcorn and chocolate. We watched movies and we even had a pillow fight! There were feathers everywhere. It was really funny. I was scared we'd get in trouble but Brooke's mom doesn't mind. She's never there. Just like my Momma. But my Momma's in heaven, she's God's angel. Brooke's momma just doesn't like her.
Friday 13th August.
I went to the beach with Brooke. We played tennis and had a water fight in the sea. Then we sunbathed to dry off. I don't like sunbathing because it's boring so after a while I put some music on. Me and Brooke were dancing and it was real fun. Then we saw a boy with his dog. It was a Labrador. It made me sad because Labrador's are my Momma's favourite animal. I cried for a bit and Brooke hugged me. But then she made me laugh because she was checking out the lifeguard. And she's only seven.
Saturday 14th August.
A lady came round to see how I was. Daddy said she was just checking I was okay and I could talk to her about my Momma. I don't like to talk about how she died because Brooke and I were in the accident with her. And she died. And we didn't. And it makes me sad that I saw my Momma die. The lady wanted me to tell her everything that happened that day. I didn't want to tell her. I didn't want to remember. I didn't even tell my Daddy too much, yet this lady wanted me to tell her every little detail. I think she's just nosy. So I didn't tell her. She got mad at me. She didn't say but I could tell. I could see it in her eyes.
The day my Momma died, she was taking me and Brooke to cheerleading practice. We were running late so she jumped a red light. Me and Brooke were laughing because she wasn't supposed to jump lights. Then there was a loud bang. My Momma screamed real loud, it went on for a while and then it just stopped. She didn't make any sound. I could hear Brooke crying. I was crying too. My leg hurt. "Momma, Momma?" I yelled. She never answered. Then I heard a boy's voice. "Hello..." he shouted. I shouted back and told him to help us. He said his name was Lucas and his Mom owned a cafe just round the corner. He ran off and soon he came back with his Mom. She called an ambulance and talked to me and Brooke so we didn't fall asleep. I asked her to check my Momma, so she did. I asked her was she ok, and she didn't reply. That was the moment I knew. I knew my Momma had died, but I wanted to pretend she was okay, like this was a nightmare. Soon the ambulance came and I gave
Lucas' mom my Daddy's number. She phoned him for me. Daddy wasn't home at the time, he was working away. When we got to the hospital I could hear people's voices but I didn't understand what they were saying. Suddenly everything went dark. When I woke up my Daddy was there. He had got the soonest plane home he could. I asked about Momma, and Daddy told me she had gone to heaven. I asked about Brooke, and Daddy told me she had hurt her wrist but was ok. I will never forget that day. It was the worst day of my life.